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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sun Jan 15, 2017 7:02 pm

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sun Jan 15, 2017 7:57 pm

Harry's heart jumped into his mouth as he dropped into a vertical chute, grunting as he collided with slimy brick walls, ledges and occasionlly a pipe he dropped.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sun Jan 15, 2017 8:34 pm

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'Shiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttt!' he roared as he plummeted.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:05 pm

There was little light to show Harry his descent into Milton's domain, at the last minute he noticed he was plummeting toward a stone ledge, the hatch accessing the remainder of the chute a meter to the left. He winced as he collided with a horizontal pipe snapping it and then being pelted with a expunge of ick.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:43 pm

Grimacing from the pain and stink of filth Harry lashes out to grab the hatch, bracing his right arm with his left hand.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sun Jan 15, 2017 10:24 pm

Alonzo Grymes marched across the desolated market, the thick red scar welts marking the left side of of his rodent like face throbbing with anger.
He marched into Madame Viskanna's tent noting his men holding back, his eyes bulged, glaring at each of them "Gettin there yer mangy fuckwits!"
He stepped through, Grymes was stocky for a Gamma, his rodent whiskers extended along his jaw line jutting out like spikes, his thick lambs wool overcoat adding to his presence, he glowered at the human medium sitting behind her table.

The inner sanctum seemed to lack any size or dimension an impression given by the only light being above the Madame's table in the center of the chamber, the ceiling just like the outer chambers was shrouded by numerous suspended objects but instead of clocks and trinkets each ornate each chain ended with a crystal ball, swirling with gas.

"And im ovar" snarled Grymes
Viskanna stood, the Gamma's behind Gryme's shuffled uncomfortably
"Yer don't frighten me" he growled, he looked around and smiled "Smoke an mirrors, what say we smash it all up!"
"What do you want" replied Viskanna
Grymes seemed to physical writhe, almost fighting himself, his scars pulsed, he closed the distance a large hunting knife appearing in his left hand which he pressed in against Viskanna's neck forcing her to tilt her head.
"Harm me and you get nothing she breathed
"Tear this place apart!" Grymes snarled
"I invoke the Right of Trade" she hissed
"Wat" he spat
"The Right of Trade"
"Ah fack, alright boys leave it, she's gointa the bosses" Gryme's grumbled with a fair note of disappointment

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sun Jan 15, 2017 10:30 pm

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sun Jan 15, 2017 10:59 pm

Lashing his legs out Harry connected with the slicken walls, pushing himself across the chute.
His legs shot down through the hatch, his stomach grated down the lip of the hatch, his massive forearms slamming into the floor in which the hatch as housed, Harry Lacotte howled with the pain.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Wed Jan 18, 2017 9:49 pm

Growling and muttering curses and groans Harry attempts to re-orientate himself. Feeling the searing pain of what he surmised miserably as detached tendons in his right wrist, he tentatively but swiftly moved his supporting left hand away to the other side of the hatch coving and held on as tightly as his weakened state would allow. Swinging precariously he cautiously maneuvered his swinging legs to attempt to find a ladder or some form of stair.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Wed Jan 18, 2017 10:50 pm

It required some tricky maneuvering, but after a painful time Harry managed to probe around with his feet until they found the ladder beneath the floor running vertically down the below shaft. His feet secure he lowered himself with his good arm before spotting iron rungs embedded in the ceiling of the shaft running from the hatch to the inset rungs running downward.

The job now somewhat easier he groped along the rungs until he reached the wall and briefed a sigh of relief, pausing to catch his breath he cocked his head his hearing picking up on a new noise!

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Thu Jan 19, 2017 7:38 am

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sat Jan 21, 2017 11:43 am

As the subterranean world quietened, Harry listened, at first the sloshing of the underworlds waterways, the dripping from dark corners then a distant clatter. Something striking or bouncing off the tile or brickwork of the chutes.

Then louder, more rapid as something or somethings descended!

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sat Jan 21, 2017 9:59 pm

In a split second he spins a mental coin, and dashes as fast as his fatigued and battered body can handle up the right hand of the T junction. Panting and growling curses as he searches desperately for some cover.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sat Jan 21, 2017 11:37 pm

Harry snarled through the pain, the clattering growing more impatient, more eager.
Swinging himself onto the rungs, he allowed himself to drop the few feet into the T-Junction properly, casting around before he spotted an outcropping sitting beneath the water line, an overhang in the sewer platform.

His nostrils sealing shut, he breathed in an inordinate amount of fetid air and dived, rolling through the murky water beneath the overhand above him the junction turned blazing orange, tumbling fire danced the length of the tunnel, boiling the water above him.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sun Jan 22, 2017 9:39 pm

Gaining his bearings, Harry swam through the murk as fast as was possible in the direction he hoped he might find the fortune teller; which proved difficult with the amount of debris and snagging hazards he was encountering. The orange flickering bloom on the surface seemed to continue for a very long time, due to the sewer gasses he assumed.

What to do now? They were going to extreme methods to kill him, and although he could take them two or three at a time he deemed, they weren't playing 'fair'.

'I can't leave the kid' he thought as he maneuvered a disintegrating rotting corpse of some animal out of his way as he plowed on. He reckoned he had about seven to eight minutes left of air in his lungs, which would have been an astonishing amount of time for a normal man.

'They won't follow me down here' he mused. 'They're not that stupid. They'll be expecting me to get to Lance'.

After a moments pause, ghosting in the depths Harry came to a decision.

'Fuck it. I'll take a few of them with me!'

With a powerful kick of his legs Harry plowed on.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sun Jan 22, 2017 10:18 pm

Harry estimated he had dropped some 5 or 6 stories, now in the mid levels, areas of tighter tunnels and less cavernous space.
However his sense of direction was still keen, the strange concoction of blood in his veins human with strange reptilian elements meant that his metabolism slowed, his breathing slowed and a state of calm settled over him as he glided through the murk.

He was heading in the right direction, this would put him back beneath the Sovereigns territory, then he had to climb back up the chutes to the higher levels, returning to the Sewer Kingdoms. Broken from his reverie by the tightness starting to develop in his chest, he sensed a current in the water, the flow starting to gain movement.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sat Jan 28, 2017 12:18 pm

After checking the surface for any hazards he broke the surface with a huge gasp. Drawing in a huge lungful of air he scanned the area instinctively for a place to gain a handhold or exit, the sooner the better.

He treaded water, and with the change of atmosphere his metabolism changed and prioritised accordingly; unfortunately bringing the damage he had sustained that had been a dull aside in his mind to the fore that was swiftly building in its intensity. As his eyesight and body adjusted, he hissed and writhed in pain, and he noted his blood seeping and subtlety clouding the murk.

It was definitely time to get out!

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

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As Harry's faculties returned he began to become aware that the ledges had vanished, he was now in a smooth tunnel and the water travelling considerably faster.

Surfacing he shook his head, drawing in fetid air and seemed to wake up, the flow was pulling him fiercely now.
Looking around he realised this was an outlet tunnel one that channelled water down into the great underground rivers beneath the Capital.

"OH BLOODY BOLLOCKS" he bellowed as he was sucked down into the vertical shaft

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The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Wed Feb 01, 2017 10:30 pm

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Thu Feb 02, 2017 7:31 pm

Harry braced as the current began to spin him downwards, bashing him against the tiled walls.

He kicked and flicked to avoid being slammed by the vortex, although his lungs held firm panic raced through his head, the tunnel curved from vertical into a horizontal shaft.

Harry kicked into the flow moving into the clearer water away from the brickwork, the water raced on faster and faster before ejecting him over a ledge and depositing him into a deep pool.

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The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

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The Pool, Deep Beneath The Crown Capital
Harry allowed himself to float in the deep water for a moment, the waters lapping against him.

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His skin has just finished another phase of shedding, leaving him sore and tender and now easily bruised.
He pushing himself onto his knees off the sand floor, blood trickled from his mouth and nose, fighting to catch his breath.
A hard tap right on the bone of his ankle sent pain throughout his leg "On your feet Lacotte, only the dead lie down" scathed Captain Styles
"Com'mon freak, geddup!" grunted Corporal Tressman, hoisting the young soldier up painfully by his chin

Harry swayed, the setting sun struggling to penetrate the canvas tent, he brought his shaking fists up
Tressman stepped in wasting no time raining jabs and punishing hammers down on him
"Lacotte, foot back to brace, left elbow down, counter, counter, jab, jab, for goodness sake boy!"
Harry staggered back, his mind swimming trying to do all of The Captains orders while being beaten senseless

"Baxtor, what on earth was that, this isn't the bloody waltz" he shouted at another young soldier
"And again Harry until its right"
Drawing hot air into his lungs, Harry panted, red eyes narrowing on the brutish Tressman "Sir" he snarled

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Sat Feb 04, 2017 1:26 pm

Get up. Ignore the pain. Focus. Assess. Adapt. Endure. Learn.

With a bellow and a curse, the litany galvanised him to scan with his low light vision the cavernous cistern that he had been deposited in.

It was of a well made Victorian construction comprising of thousands of bricks that gave the expanse that look of antiquity, the bricks were lined with the algae and detritus of over a century of use.

He squinted in concentration as he tried to estimate the distance down he had been dumped, and how he was to get back to the surface. More and more he was considering leaving Stepney altogether, but he a had a duty of care if not friendship to Lance to ensure he was ok, or at least laid to rest respectfully.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

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The Stepney Sewer Kingdom
They marched through the winding tunnels, these were the bosses tunnels off limits to the rank and file kingdom citizens.
Only the strongest and in favour frequented and even they stepped aside and hid in the shadows as Grymes pack hustled their captive through.
In reality The Right of Trade was a whimsical law like anything within the Kingdoms to be ignored, broken or discarded by the bosses when it didn't suit, however the bosses had been agitated by the events unfolding around their guard dog for years he had guarded their eastern border.

They couldn't prevent the Sheriff from ordering the cull of the boy, a slight was a slight but they weren't happy how things had unfolded.

Passing a number of checkpoints they arrived at the entrance to the vault, which was quite literally a great circular bank vault door.
Grymes rolled his eyes as they passed yet another check, he glowered at the chamberlain who gave them the once over before permitting them entry into the large room.

There was a musty smell, the smell of old men, Grymes nodded to each of the fat old Gammas sat in chairs around a central fire pit.
The youngest of the bosses although still a grizzled elder middle aged Gamma stood at the rear of the room Isiais Blight, the Kingdoms Enforcer General and Grymes boss, turned and regarded Viskanna and those guarding her.
Grymes gestured to his cutthroats who subserviently backed out of the chamber, The Stepney King Immanuel Ward turned his large joweled head towards Madame Viskanna who had by now shoved into the centre of the rooms floor.

Blight stepped up to the other elders chairs "Invoked the Right of Trade, only think you ave to offer at the moment whore is yer worthless carcass!"
King Ward raised a finger Blight bent and listened to his kings whispering, looking at Viskanna who had now rather defiantly got back on her feet "Well?"

"I'll trade the boys life for information on the Lambeth Loon's" she said quitely, Grymes eyes almost popped out of his head
"YER BITCH" roared Blight "YER THINK TO BLACKMAIL THE KING OF STEPNEY WID SHITE!", Grymes had by this time shot across the floor, yanking her hair and once again bringing his blade up to her throat "Second times a charm!" he hissed evilly in her ear.
Viskanna for her part wriggled away from his fetid breath "Wait!" she hissed
The King raised his hand once again, Blight scowled and Grymes reluctantly released his grip
Viskanna rubbed her head, raising her head defiantly and addressed the King "The Loons are using the old Western Tributary Tunnel to bring in guns"
"RAT SHIT!" bellowed Blight, "THE SCUM ARE NOT GETTING BENEATH AS!"
"They are and have" she replied
Blight smiled menacingly "So you've told us your trade, kill her!"
Viskanna stepped forward away from Grymes "So you don't want to know what else they are up to?" she said coolly, albeit glancing back to keep an eye on Grymes
"She's bluffing!" barked Blight
"We will trade" said King Ward, spitting on his hand, Madame Viskanna quickly spat on hers and and shook the kings, smirking at Blight

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Sat Feb 04, 2017 10:41 pm

The Pool
Harry estimated he has descended some 20 floors and needs to head eastwards.

As he orientates himself he spots movement from the far end of the pool chamber and something slip into the water.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by Harry Lacotte » Wed Feb 08, 2017 6:42 pm

'More 'hazards'' he thinks grimly as he slowly attempts to position himself in such a way that it will limit whatever it is getting a drop on him without him knowing about it. He backs against the closest wall in the cistern.

He squints into the low light on the surface, keeping the noise he is making in the water to a minimum, to listen for other movement in the water. He then sinks his head below the water line and searches the depths.

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The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Thu Feb 09, 2017 11:26 pm

Harry squinted through the murk, bracing his back against the submerged wall.

Then through the grey waters he saw his hunter, humanoid, long lithe body abnormal, an extended snout and tail flicking through the water.

Sweeping from side to side as it moved towards him.

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Re: The Chronicles of Harry Lacotte

Post by arcanus » Fri Feb 10, 2017 12:34 pm

Harry shifted slightly uncomfortably as he watched the creature, he grimaced as he spasmed, his muscles seeming to writhe beneath his skin.
Disturbingly he noticed large finger sized flakes of mottled skin float away from him!

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